Karabela was returning from patrol when she heard the call. It wasn't addressed to her but the strangled cry was enough for Raba to know that something bad had happened or was about to happen to her fellow packmembers and maybe even to herself. Another call would ring out, Lillianna this time. Dammit, were they about to be sieged? This had to be serious. The girl wasted no time in navigating through the terra toward the Serpent Plains. She'd been clear on the otherside of Abaven territory when she'd caught the call and by the time she arrived a number of Abaven wolves were gathered.
Everything was chaotic but her golden eyes quickly found the source of the distress, a wounded and ill-looking Finch with Harmony working over her.
"I'm sorry I'm late, what happened? Has she been attacked? Did anyone see the assailant?" She felt sorely out of the loop but she would do her best to get information and if the other girl was attacked then Karabela was all to happy to hunt down and maul the attacker… assuming there was anything to follow. Her nostrils flared but at this distance all she was picking up was the smell of Finch's bodily fluids and a number of plant-like smells. Karabela eyed Finch's shoulder wound. It was difficult to tell with the matted fur and plant matter what might have caused it but it she had to guess she'd say another's fangs.
"Harmony, if I can be of help let me know otherwise I shall go secure our borders." There was no sense in having the whole pack standing around wailing when it looked like only the healers would be able to help. Until they understood the nature of what had happened to Finch it was best to err on the side of caution and make sure the packs borders were at least well patrolled in case this really was part of a more malicious plot.
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I'll take my throne, lay it on a mountain and make myself a king